| Song | Slung |
| Artist | Foetus |
| Album | Gash |
| 作词 : Thirlwell | |
| Book a trip to Bucharest | |
| Why you lifting up your dress | |
| I been speared to the core | |
| More is less - less is more | |
| I got no idea what's runnin' thru that view | |
| Well I admit I was obsessed | |
| By that magical caress | |
| Of that girl who commands | |
| Everybody else's hands | |
| But I'm now not the man | |
| She's in someone else's van | |
| She ain't worth one thin dime | |
| I was a ladder for her to climb | |
| I got speared to the bony core | |
| It should be against the law | |
| All o' my brothers listen to me | |
| You don't wanna get T.B. | |
| She made up an alibi | |
| Then sucked all my emotions dry | |
| Yeah it tears me apart | |
| Stuck a dagger into my heart | |
| And the tears just trickle down | |
| From this stupid loser clown | |
| I'm surprised that I'm alive | |
| I don't feel a helluva lot inside | |
| I got so so much to hate | |
| Check your ego at the gate | |
| Why am I so paralyzed | |
| By the majesty of thighs | |
| It takes so long to realize | |
| You're being fed a thousand lies | |
| Every time a seagull cries | |
| Yet another brain cell dies | |
| Don't you try to wear me down | |
| You ain't wearing any crown | |
| You know it's tearin' me apart | |
| Stuck a dagger into my heart | |
| And the tears just trickle down | |
| From this stupid loser clown | |
| I'm surprised that I'm alive | |
| I don't feel a helluva lot inside | |
| I got so so much to hate | |
| Check your ego at the gate | |
| (Well-a well-a well-a) | |
| What I had it ain't no more 'cos | |
| I done thrown her out the door | |
| That deceit that I feel | |
| Makes me cross myself and kneel | |
| I don't pray to the Lord | |
| Just self-flagellate some more | |
| She said I pass out on the floor | |
| At least I ain't no junkie whore | |
| Am I strong? - Listen bud | |
| I got radioactive blood | |
| Sure I get into some strife | |
| But at least I made myself a life | |
| I admit I was obsessed | |
| By that magical caress | |
| Of that girl who commands | |
| Everybody else's hands | |
| But I'm now not the man | |
| She's in someone else's van | |
| All o' my brothers listen to me | |
| You don't wanna get T.B. | |
| Y'know it's tearin' me apart | |
| Stuck a dagger into my heart | |
| And the tears just trickle down | |
| From this stupid loser clown | |
| I'm surprised that I'm alive | |
| I don't feel a helluva lot inside | |
| Am I strong? - Listen, bud | |
| I got radioactive blood | |
| Why am I so paralyzed | |
| By the majesty of thighs | |
| Every time a seagull cries | |
| I feel another brain cell die | |
| Takes so long to realize | |
| You're being fed a thousand lies | |
| I'm surprised - I took a dive | |
| But I insist I stay alive | |
| I was paralyzed | |
| I was paralyzed | |
| I WAS PARALYZED | |
| Slung |
| zuò cí : Thirlwell | |
| Book a trip to Bucharest | |
| Why you lifting up your dress | |
| I been speared to the core | |
| More is less less is more | |
| I got no idea what' s runnin' thru that view | |
| Well I admit I was obsessed | |
| By that magical caress | |
| Of that girl who commands | |
| Everybody else' s hands | |
| But I' m now not the man | |
| She' s in someone else' s van | |
| She ain' t worth one thin dime | |
| I was a ladder for her to climb | |
| I got speared to the bony core | |
| It should be against the law | |
| All o' my brothers listen to me | |
| You don' t wanna get T. B. | |
| She made up an alibi | |
| Then sucked all my emotions dry | |
| Yeah it tears me apart | |
| Stuck a dagger into my heart | |
| And the tears just trickle down | |
| From this stupid loser clown | |
| I' m surprised that I' m alive | |
| I don' t feel a helluva lot inside | |
| I got so so much to hate | |
| Check your ego at the gate | |
| Why am I so paralyzed | |
| By the majesty of thighs | |
| It takes so long to realize | |
| You' re being fed a thousand lies | |
| Every time a seagull cries | |
| Yet another brain cell dies | |
| Don' t you try to wear me down | |
| You ain' t wearing any crown | |
| You know it' s tearin' me apart | |
| Stuck a dagger into my heart | |
| And the tears just trickle down | |
| From this stupid loser clown | |
| I' m surprised that I' m alive | |
| I don' t feel a helluva lot inside | |
| I got so so much to hate | |
| Check your ego at the gate | |
| Wella wella wella | |
| What I had it ain' t no more ' cos | |
| I done thrown her out the door | |
| That deceit that I feel | |
| Makes me cross myself and kneel | |
| I don' t pray to the Lord | |
| Just selfflagellate some more | |
| She said I pass out on the floor | |
| At least I ain' t no junkie whore | |
| Am I strong? Listen bud | |
| I got radioactive blood | |
| Sure I get into some strife | |
| But at least I made myself a life | |
| I admit I was obsessed | |
| By that magical caress | |
| Of that girl who commands | |
| Everybody else' s hands | |
| But I' m now not the man | |
| She' s in someone else' s van | |
| All o' my brothers listen to me | |
| You don' t wanna get T. B. | |
| Y' know it' s tearin' me apart | |
| Stuck a dagger into my heart | |
| And the tears just trickle down | |
| From this stupid loser clown | |
| I' m surprised that I' m alive | |
| I don' t feel a helluva lot inside | |
| Am I strong? Listen, bud | |
| I got radioactive blood | |
| Why am I so paralyzed | |
| By the majesty of thighs | |
| Every time a seagull cries | |
| I feel another brain cell die | |
| Takes so long to realize | |
| You' re being fed a thousand lies | |
| I' m surprised I took a dive | |
| But I insist I stay alive | |
| I was paralyzed | |
| I was paralyzed | |
| I WAS PARALYZED | |
| Slung |